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I thought I gotta hide, somewhere nice and safe..
Gotta fly high, none can see my face..
Its the same as you saw last time..
But now I'm different, my activities are crime..
I have to get off my safe zone..
I can't walk, I can't run..
I can crawl, prone to prone..
Hey Satan, at least,
You better prepared..
My shipment will done, once I'm dead..
•Oh! I'm already• my spirit said that ..
So that's how hell is look like ..!!
Hey *****, I'm arrived
I hate my life and i end up living ....

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